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Monster
01:59
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I'm just another different man who's being treated
Like a monster that came from the underground
I don't speak to anyone, no, I'm just sitting
on the side when everybody's having fun
They are stuck in their own matters , they don't need me
But if they do, it's only to make fun of me
They pick on me on every single point and tease me
Oh man, How ignorant a human being can be
There's a 98 percent of fucking bullies
and a two percent of normal different people here
Some people say that I should hide my disability
And that no one should know that I'm a different man!
No !
If you're saying that I'm a monster
Then I guess I am but a different one
The next time you see me coming
Even if you are too scared you can always come and say:
Hello to thy friendly monster (Hello!)
Hello to thy friendly monster (Hello!)
Hello to thy friendly monster (Hello!)
Hello to thy friendly monster (Hello!)
Hello to thy friendly monster (Hello!)
Hello to thy friendly monster (Hello!)
Hello to thy friendly monster (Hello!)
Hello to thy friendly monster!
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2. |
Kitchen Punk
00:38
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3. |
I Want My Year Back
01:13
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I woke up in the morning, I opened up the paper
I saw your filthy portrait, I was shocked
To know that I've been working for a cold hearted killer
After all I've read about you, there's just one thing I want
I want my year back...
You wanted me to stay another year
so you can continue to exploit me mentally ..
Forget it! You idiot! After reading about you,
I don't see myself serving one more year for you !!
I want my year back...
Well that's the only way you can cheer me up !
(FUCK YOU!)
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4. |
Violent
00:10
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There's a fight outside my house,
Johnny is a violent man.
When his family realized it,
They smashed him with a pan !
(Oy!)
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Fragile records, antique paintings
Fancy dresses , two wide pinnys
Expensive vases, porcelain statues
old books of romance and poetry
you say your friends don't seem to understand you
and some of them are even making fun of you
Don't you dare to give them any privilege
That's what you like, that's your favorite style
There's no shame in being old fashioned
There's no reason to be sad at all
There's no shame in being old fashioned
You should be proud of what you are.
That's all
You see today's reality shows
Fat ladies dressed like whores
Today's hits sounds so tasteless with those
same effects and same synth sounds
You love to live like in the 1950's
Well let me tell you something, girl
I live like a punkhead in the early 90's
We live in different eras but basically we're the same
There's no shame in being old fashioned
There's no reason to be sad at all
There's no shame in being old fashioned
You should be proud of what you are.
That's all
There's no shame in being old fashioned
There's no reason to be sad at all
There's no shame in being old fashioned
You should be proud of what you are.
That's all
You should be proud of what you are !
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So I know I don't drive fast but I really love your music.
I really love your vibes and your musical taste.
I drive a car too but I'm not like you.
I don't try to be a tough guy, please don't be mad at me!
I didn't touch your car, I didn't try to join you,
I know I may be looking like an art or a poetry geek.
We may be different in our attitude or fashion
But in music we are basically the same.
Yes in music we are basically the same!
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7. |
A Swindler in a Mask
03:37
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A swindler in a mask opens an online account once again,
looking for innocent people to trap.
"Hello" here, "Hello" there, "Hello" everywhere.
It looks compelling, it looks seductive but then:
Poor English language, spelling errors, misunderstandings,
disregard for refusals, 40$ here, 50$ there, no matter what,
he must sting, he must sting, he must sting!
Prove you're real, show me the product you sell.
Make me a demo, make sure it works,
Oh... If you open a camera, then show me your face
and don't you tell me that your camera is broken !
First of all - present, demonstrate, explain, tell me what you sell!
Do not fake your location, swindler!
Show me you are reliable, show me you are genuine
and then talk with me about money !
Is this one big joke or is it another failed attempt to bite ?
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8. |
Lynn's Year
00:48
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I woke up in the morning, I opened up the paper
I saw your filthy portrait, I was shocked
To know that I've been working for a cold hearted killer
After all I've read about you, there's just one thing I want
I want my year back...
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Yellow punk and blonde doll sitting in a tree
T-A-L-K-I-N-G
Side by side having a talk about life
Away from all the mess and the dirt outside
Blondie and Yellow are both dressed in black
Black pants, a black shirt and and a black leather jacket
Yellow is a shy and sensitive guy
Blondie is a sweet girl full of love and light
Blondie plays awesome music on her squeezebox,
Yellow punk strums on his six-string axe.
When yellow feels sad,
Blondie always cheers him up to calm him when he feels so stressed
Yellow says : "Let me grab my axe and I'll play you a song",
Blondie says : "Wait ! Let me grab my box !"
Yellow starts playing, Blondie joins him quickly
For a deep and thoughtful musical talk
Yellow punk and blonde doll sitting in a tree,
T-A-L-K-I-N-G
Blondie tells yellow : "You're loneliness is dead...
Now I'm with you, you've got a new friend"
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10. |
Porridge In a Box
01:42
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Porridge ! Porridge !
Porridge in a box!
I've got a porridge in a box to heat it in the microwave
And also I've got a cheeseless pizza !
(But first, we've got to eat this ..)
Porridge ! Porridge !
Porridge in a box!
I've got a porridge in a box to heat it in the microwave
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11. |
Dziwny
02:44
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Może i jestem dziwny
Może i jestem dziwny
Może i jestem dziwny
Może i jestem dziwny
Może i jestem dziwny ale jestem dumny
(I may be strange
I may be strange
I may be strange
I may be strange
I may be strange but I'm proud)
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12. |
Lynn's Piece No.1
00:36
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13. |
In My Dreams
04:07
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In my dreams I see myself trapped in a cell.
I start to imagine things I don't want to imagine.
Tidal ways, stormy weather, sadness and emptiness,
Lightless days day, broken hearts, sad people and loneliness
I can't wait to wake up..
I just wanna throw these nightmares away,
I just wanna start a brand new day,
To free my mind and walk with my head held high
I just wanna wipe these tears from my eyes,
I just wanna laugh, I don't want to cry
To free my mind and walk with my head held high
In my dreams I see my sky with no moon and no stars
In my dreams I light a fire to kill my darkness inside
I don't feel like dreaming of hate and violence, no..
I don't feel like dreaming 'bout a world of hatred, no..
I just want to wake up...
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14. |
Lynn's Piece No.2
00:41
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15. |
They Force Me To Dance
02:03
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I'm not a talented dancer.
I ain't got no dancing skills.
I'm just so full of Rock N' Roll
It almost spills.
The music gets so loud and
they get into the groove
but when they tell me to join in
I make up an excuse
Ah...
They force me to dance
The DJ is getting crazy
The people shouting around
I'm shutting down my ears and
running fast to get out!
The same cheap written lyrics
The same head-aching hits
I can't wait for the DJ to play some
"Block Rockin' Beats"
Ah...
They force me to dance
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16. |
Lynn's Piece No.3
01:25
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17. |
Drunkard
01:50
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Make way for your drunkard!
Here he comes to rock your stinky place!
Spread the carpet for the drunkard!
He came with his guitar and a signed pink bra in his case.
You've canceled my gig cause your drunkard
Rocks way much better than me
He drinks and smokes before going on stage
And then he starts his strip show
You tell me : "Would you like to see a concert?
come inside, we'll let you free
He's got a new rocking album
It'll be a shame if you don't come see"
I say : I don't wanna play your games !
Take off your "friendship mask" and
Have fun with your fucking drunkard !
I call a quit !
I've never seen such an ego trip
An arrogant tries to drop someone from the top
Instead of earning it properly
To work hard and to play fair
He can be a genius,
He can break some beats,
He can "rock the casbah"
But deep inside he's a shit!
You tell me : come to see our new rock star
Maybe after him , we'll let you on stage, I ask :
When the pub gets empty?
No way ! This game is not for my age !
You've found a new rock star
after you ignored me for a while so..
Have fun with your fucking drunkard
Singing and drinking and smoking all over your club !
All my life I should have known that
You were looking for a junkhead show so
Have fun with your fucking drunkard
And leave me the fuck alone !
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18. |
Wanted
00:37
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Wanted!
New friends for an innocent Punk boy,
some new normal people to hang with.
He's not asking for money.
He just needs some good friends
He may be a little strange but he's totally normal,
He doesn't hurt anyone.
He just needs a good company.
He just can't stand this loneliness anymore
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A perfect circle in my life
A never ending line.
Not around me or within
not vicious or benign.
I need someone to tell me
and I need to say it too.
I wish that I could open up
and start again like new,
break the circle.
Everyone takes one step back
before we go ahead.
If we wanna stop looking behind.
If you need the courage
then I know that I do too.
And If I wanna say it then
I'll say that I love you.
I'll say that I love you.
And If you break the circle
you can say you love me too
I want to live in a perfect world,
but that will never be.
Instead I live in the world I've made
and learn to live with me.
I build this wall around myself
that only I can breach
I don't know why it hurts me
when you seem so out of reach.
Circle comes around and is complete
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20. |
A Corrupted Cat
02:39
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A corrupted cat, in a balcony
Trapped in a glass cage
With some weed to smoke
A corrupted cat, in a balcony
Sitting, on a washing machine
Singin’, Creepy ballads
for Stella
Chorus:
Where’s your Johnson?
Where’s your Johnson?
Tell me, my friend
You stupid cat
Where’s your Johnson?
All he needs is a one big 6 string axe and a mic
All he needs is a one big stage full of sparkling lights
Where’s your Johnson?
Where’s your Johnson?
Tell me, my friend
You stupid cat
Where’s your Johnson?
Where’s your Johnson?
A corrupted cat, in a balcony
Trapped in a glass cage
Can’t find the key
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